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Living a life that inspires others.

StrawberriesThe one word that describes my business philosophy is;

inspire (verb)
1. fill (someone) with the urge or ability to do or feel something, especially to do something creative.
2. breathe in (air); inhale
The word inspire means to breathe life into. It is a divine interaction that brings life and hope with future potential into ones everyday moments. Over years many different people have inspired me with creative innovation. As I have watched people grow and develop I have been overwhelmed by the beauty that they are bringing in their own unique way.

I absolutely believe everyone of us has a unique signature that we can bring to the world and it is in this place of purpose that light and love are accelerated.

I have been using a hashtag #inspire15 with the year ending on it (inspire14 etc). The whole intention behind this hashtag was to inspire others with what they are doing creatively, to be a source of hope for each other, to get out and just have a go.

Over the years of seeing people use this tool to encourage one another free from comparison and competition, I have realised a simple principle’s in business.

  1. There is enough room for everyone.
  2. There is enough inspiration and creativity available for everyone.

I think we sometimes act as though there is only a certain amount of information available for the small elite group who have the courage to reach out and act on their business dreams.

There is not. I promise there are enough customers, enough opportunities, enough ideas for every single one of you.

As I walk into the final week before our Inspire 15 retreat, I wanted to interview some of my amazing entrepreneur friends and ask them great questions about creativity and business.

Questions like;

What is your Greatest lesson/ failure you have learnt in business?

If you were to encourage someone just starting out in your field of expertise what would that be?

Attached in the e-zine I have interviewed twenty entrepreneurs, some our business owners have over 100,000 followers on Instagram, some of them have started amazing online social projects, they have published books, started psychology practices and some are very new.

So go grab a cup of tea and Click this link Online Magazine to download this E-zine that I have created with some my favourite Creative Business Entrepreneurs. (Open it up in ibooks on your ipad for optimised reading results.)

I hope you are as inspired as I have been.

Happy Days my friends


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seeking rest


I am struggling to come back to reality after two and a bit weeks away in a rural part of Indonesia, on the island of Bali. I keep finding myself speaking slower and breathing deeper, wanting to hold onto any part of the rest I discovered in its rice fields.

I had all these plans, of writing. Believing I would get so much done because I had extra help with my baby and toddler. However I wrote not one single word. Not even a little smile for my journal, nothing in my notes on my iPad, nothing.

I had nothing to give. My body, my mind and my soul needed rest.

A pit stop.

Sometimes you don’t have anything to give and you need to breathe deep to recover inspiration again.

I found rest.

Simple days of reading, days where I lay chatting with my Mum by the pool, nights watching surfers ride the most perfect waves with my husband.


We found a different rhythm as a family and we spoke over long breakfasts and lazy swims in the pool about what was happening in our worlds and how we needed time to just reflect.



Conversation interspersed with much silence.

I read three books, which for a novice Mum who is a word fiend, that is the greatest gift to start my year. Time to deeply consider what was important in my days and what had just become foreground because of noise or worry.

or both.

Are you seeking rest?

It is easy to say, well you have been on holidays and that is nice for you,but we all have the potential to find rest.

Whether it be finding a babysitter, swapping time with another friend, asking one of your inlaws to join you on holidays to help with the family, booking into a hotel for 24 hours alone. The potential is available to every one of us.

The question is whether you are prepared to make rest just as much as a priority as activity is in your days.

Whether we plan to make it happen. I left my phone on my desk in my office, I left my laptop firmly on the floor of my bedroom and I walked towards time awaiting my whole focus.

Saying no, to that which stresses and overwhelms us, even if it is just shutting down our inner dialogue and breathing deeply.

Finding rest can be an active stance. It could be committing to walking with a friend every week and stretching our bodies so that they can relax and find a new level of comfort.

It could be letting go of the past and allowing someone else to carry that burden for today.




That is why I am struggling to come back to reality, I liked the rhythm I found there. Wait, I can bring it into my everyday. Today.

A little slower,

More attention focused on the ones I love

and less worry about what people online think of me.






Through the month of March I am joining Em and writing with these prompts from Life Captured inc
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Simple things



I am still feeling a little raw from my post last Sunday and am wondering if you all still love me…



Raw is good, but so hard to do.

This morning I sat down to write eight scripts for Radio and first I thought, I need to write how grateful I am for the simple things.

It was so easy for me to want to rush into the tasks of my morning, Baby asleep, coffee poured, water ready, set go.

I took time though to be thankful.

It wasn’t easy to do.

I just wanted to get my tasks done and tick that list off, to feel a little less pressured.

But I didn’t.

I waited.

I reflected.

I thanked.

For the simple things.

For my husband working hard at the moment so we can have a little holiday away overseas.

For my sleeping baby and the years I waited for her to come.

For my family who took in my nearly three year old for a sleep over and to give me some space.

For the promise of a holiday so very soon.

For fresh water.

For time.

For opportunities.

For the simple things.

Gratitude changes our days.

Today it changed mine.





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Every Evening


Every Evening before my eyes slowly, giddily start to shut I try to read something.


Even if it is just one line from my old and rifled bible. (currently loving Matthew)

A few sentences from a non-fiction that has caught my attention. (currently weaving through the hands free mama)

A flick through my latest novel and even sometimes just a sniff of my latest borrow from my local library. (I borrowed Let it snow from a friend and have The Gift partially read and The Longest Ride waiting)

Since embarking on novice motherhood and marriage the greatest loss in my life has been hours of uninterrupted book obsession. I can’t sit for hours in a cafe, I can’t lay on the couch and get lost in an-others world.

I can every evening, before my tired and weary body starts to fade, turn the television off and read something.

shack one

shack two

shack three

Even just one line.

I read a quote recently that said this

‘Any writer who doesn’t read, cannot be a writer indeed.’


So tonight, even though I have been awake since 3.30am when Miss four months thought the sun was up and so I am.

The very last thing I will do is seek wisdom from someone else.